Ryder can now button his own shirt! Last night he buttoned up his pajamas all by himself. I offered to help him with the top button but he insisted he could do it and he did.

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Parent teacher meetings

Last week, we had Parent / Teacher meetings at their school. Both Zoe and Ryder had great reports. The teachers (mrs Diamond and mrs. Didavi) had nothing but great things to report.

Zoe is great at reading and helping the younger kids,

Ryder is great at listening, interacting with the other kids and he does really well at circle time (unusual for his age).

So Kia and i are patting ourselves on the back for being such great parents... we are wrapping it up, getting the kids together to leave, saying goodbyes to the teachers when Ryder says out loud: "when I grow up, I get to say bad words".

Oh well... It was good while it lasted.



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Zoe, the artist

Good news, bad news:
Good news, Zoe copied a picture from one of her books. She must get her artistic talent from her Mom.





Bad news, Ryder has a fever. He must get his immune system from his Mom.

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Ryder had his first visit to the dentist. He was a trooper! Even better, no cavities.




We took the kids on a daylong trip to the DC mall. Specifically the Martin Luther King monument.





Last week we visited the White House. Our tour (self guided) started at 7am. We froze our butts off waiting to go in.



Here we are!





We didn't see Barack... But we did see the next best thing; Bo, the Obamas dog!




We did Halloween with friends in Del Ray. Ryder was "optimus crime" (that's how he says it, and Zoe was a mermaid. Ryder was a madman! It was as if he was an old pro. He ran from house to house, dodging the big kids and getting in the mix to get his candy. The people in the house kept saying "just 3 pieces please" Ryder wasn't hearing that. I had to keep pulling him off the porches! He'd say "are we going to nother house?".
Zoe started off mad because she couldn't "see her feet" because of her costume. When we tried to pacify her by moving the fins, she got mad because now she didn't "look like a real mermaid". So, we couldn't win. Fortunately, after a while she got over it, loosened up and had a great time.






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